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At the top of the mountain, the young man stands in the sky, overlooking the world. A trace of bitterness added to his heart, folding the sorrow in his eyebrows into lines.

As the saying goes, a young man doesn't know what it's like to be sad, but now, he has tasted it all.

He, twelve years old, has nine soul powers, and almost condensed the corpse dog spirit, which is extremely brilliant, but he suddenly suffers an accident, and his soul power is dissipated. After three years of forbearance, he condensed his spiritual power from calligraphy, so as to practice the long-lost rune secret art, and wanted to change his life, but he heard a so-called prophecy. The ten Hades slaughtered the city, and the prophecy became a taboo in the underworld, and for thousands of years, no one dared to mention it.

Hope was broken one by one, and at the moment, Yan Sanjun was inevitably a little disheartened.

He looked calmly ahead, the mist hazy, the fire flickering.

"Hehe, what's a taboo, I'm going to break this bullshit sooner or later." Yan Sanjun sneered and secretly clenched his fists.

"Okay, ambitious!"

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded, with a little admiration.

Yan Sanjun was slightly stunned, then turned around suddenly, his eyes were like torches, and he glanced behind him. However, after looking around, I didn't find any figures.

"Who's there?" Yan Sanjun looked ahead, and said with a straight face.

"Little one, are you asking me?" The voice rang out again. This time, Yan Sanjun heard it more truly, the voice was a little old, and the tone was calm, there should be no malice.

"Who are you?" Yan Sanjun's pupils shrank, and he continued to look around.

"Don't look for it, I'm in the jade on you."

Yan Sanjun was shocked and subconsciously touched the jade on his chest. This is his family heirloom treasure jade, taken from Mount Tai.

"Are you talking?" Yan Sanjun couldn't believe it and said tentatively.

"Yes, it's me. Isn't it surprising little one! In the jade, the old voice teased.

Yan Sanjun was not only a little surprised, but even more frightened. Holding back the fear in his heart, he continued to ask, "Who are you and why are you in my jade?" ”

"Your jade? Hehe, little one, you're mistaken! This is obviously my shelter, how can it be yours! ”

Yan Sanjun was a little confused when he heard this, and said puzzledly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Don't you understand? It's okay if you don't understand, listen to me explain to you slowly...... We come from the same place, I used to be a Maoshan Taoist priest, after decades of cultivation, and finally succeeded, so I traveled down the mountain, exorcised ghosts and demons, and supported the right path. Our disciples of the Maoshan Sect, before going down the mountain, will leave a piece of natal jade and seal a wisp of soul breath in the jade. If we die in an accident, this wisp of soul breath will also be extinguished, and the natal jade will also shatter at the same time. ”

"Wait a minute, I think I've heard that somewhere, oh, yes, I've seen it in novels. Hmph, Maoshan Taoist, it's all made up, who are you bluffing? Yan Sanjun interrupted him and snorted coldly in disbelief.

"Hey, stinky boy, what a novel, I'm a disciple of Maoshan and Zhan Motong! Known as Uncle Nine. The voice in the jade retorted.

"Uncle Jiu, isn't that Lin Zhengying? Stop teasing me, who the hell are you? Yan Sanjun made it clear that he didn't believe it and teased.

"What Lin Zhengying, I am Zhan Motong. Listen to me, or you'll regret it. ”

Yan Sanjun frowned, worried, he was silent for a long time, and continued: "Then you can continue!" ”

"Where did I go?"

"Well, it seems to be a broken jade."

"Well, yes, it's broken jade. If our Maoshan disciples are killed, the natal jade will shatter. However, the strange thing is that after my death, the natal jade did not shatter, so that a wisp of my soul breath was also retained and sealed in this jade. Later, the jade changed hands several times before it finally fell into your hands. That's why I said this piece of jade is my dwelling place, not yours. ”

"Oh? And this strange thing, although it sounds like it's real, but I don't believe it. Yan Sanjun shook his head and said.

"You don't believe it, why?" Zhan Motong asked.

Yan Sanjun thought for a while and said, "First of all, as far as I know, the world I am in, the so-called Maoshan Taoist priests, are all liars. Secondly, since you said that after your Maoshan disciples die, the natal jade will be shattered, why is it that only yours is not broken? Inconsistencies, not to be believed! ”

"Hmph, stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about, when did our Maoshan Taoist become liars. I'm a good deal, I'm genuine, why cheat? Zhan Motong suddenly shouted.

"Don't explain, I think you're a wandering ghost, trying to charm me. I won't be fooled, tell you, leave as soon as possible, or I'll let you taste the power of my soul suppression talisman. "Yan Sanjun once heard someone say that in this underworld, there is a kind of ghost who likes to play tricks on people the most, they are proficient in the art of charm, and if they are not careful, they will fall into the Tao.

"Fart's soul settling talisman, those are all passed on to you, stinky boy, you want to use what I taught you to deal with me, you should try it!" Zhan Motong was not afraid, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Yan Sanjun hesitated slightly, what he said just now was intended to test, if the other party was afraid, he would definitely leave obediently, if he was not afraid, then all this was likely to be true.

"You really want to try?" Yan Sanjun said.

"Come on! Do you want me to help you recite the mantra? Zhan Motong said disdainfully.

Yan Sanjun ignored it, untied the jade, and put it on the ground. Then, he took out a soul suppression talisman and with a flick of his fingers, he pressed it on the jade.

Take a step back, recite the mantra, and move the runes.

"Boom!"

The rune ignited, turned into a ball of flame, and instantly burst open, and sparks flew everywhere. With such power, ordinary wandering spirits and wild ghosts can't resist it at all.

"How's it going, what does this soul charm taste like?" Yan Sanjun said proudly.

After a moment of silence in the jade, a voice suddenly came, "Carving insect skills." Stinky boy, take a good look! ”

After that, a flash of light appeared, and an ethereal figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the jade. The shadow was very vague, not very real, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a human figure.

The figure was dotted in the air, and in a moment, a rune was outlined, but when you looked closely, it was the same as Yan Sanjun's soul suppression talisman.

"This, is it a soul talisman?" Yan Sanjun said with doubts in his heart.

At this moment, the figure pointed forward, and the rune instantly turned into a huge fireball, breaking away, and at the end of the line, it suddenly exploded, shattering the surrounding rocks to the ground.

Looking at the masterpiece in front of him, the figure shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, it's worse after all!" Stinky boy, you're ...... now."

"Uncle Nine, the disciple kowtowed to you!" Before Zhan Motong's words were finished, Yan Sanjun suddenly knelt on the ground, slammed his head on the ground, and shouted crisply.